I’m in touch with a supernatural…
December 10, 2009 § 3 Comments
Here’s what I love:
I don’t know about you, but God and I have a lot of inside jokes. Is that crazy? It could just be the fact that I grew up in a family where sarcasm is our primary love language, a situation that has obviously colored my interpretation of the world, and maybe the deity, around me. Or it could be that my love for subtle humor and irony gets somehow scrambled in with my prayer time. It could be that I’ve officially, finally, lost my mind. But since this is my chooseyourownadventure story, and I haven’t found any “God is definitely humor-less” statements in my Bible, I’m gonna keep on believing that He is genuinely, often, lovingly trying to make me laugh.
Honestly, this has to be my favorite of all favorite things. I mean, there are a thousand amazings to meditate on when it comes to the greatness that is God – grace, for crying out loud, and redemption, and agape love, on and on and on. But the thought that He knows me well enough, loves me hard enough, desires my heart enough that He might want to make me laugh… that’s huge for me. There’s something so intimate and personal about humor, and the idea of God taking a second to go “Hey, how do you like them apples?” in my general direction is just neat.
I know this raises all kinds of fascinating questions. Do we serve a meddlesome God who is all about making your tire go flat at a certain time so you’re late to work at the job you hate and wind up meeting the owner of the company you’ve always wanted to work for at the car place where he happened to be because God caused His taillights to malfunction, or is God more of a big supernatural computer programmer in the sky who has set the world up to function pretty well on its own and only intervenes when He’s asked to? (Was that the longest sentence you’ve ever seen? Good grief.) Is God intentionally setting up daily comedy for me, or did He just design me to interpret things a certain way? I tend to lean toward a symphony metaphor when trying to define God’s “plan” – He has composed a gazillion different parts for a gazillion different instruments and intelligently and intentionally designed them to line up just so, playing off each other and harmonizing all over the place. Cause if you had unlimited, almighty capacity, well, that’s what I imagine you’d do.
Regardless, I love the moments where someone says or does something that is just so dang perfect I can almost hear God chuckle a little and whisper “See, silly girl, look what I can do. Bet you didn’t see that one coming. Gotcha.” I feel like those are the sort of moments that make this thing we have going a relationship instead of just a story in a book I read sometimes. Those are the moments where we love each other in our own quirky little way, God and me. Those are the moments that make Him specifically mine.